stay awake
I arrived in London this morning. On the airplane I saw the most beautiful sunrise that I ever seen. The sky was a perfect gradient from black to deep blue to deep orange. My favorite part of sunrises and sunsets is the line near the horizon where the blue turns into orange. I also like how, if you do not know what time of day it is or which direction is north, you cannot tell the difference between a sunrise and a sunset. Of course, if you stood there long enough you could tell, but just for a couple minutes it would be impossible to know if the sun was rising or setting.
The plane approached England a couple hours after sunrise. As soon as I was close enough to the ground to see, I made sure that the cars were travelling on the opposite sides of the roads. They were. After I got off the plane I took The Underground to my place of stay. The trains here have cushy seats with colorful fabric. The bright colors gave me a false sense of security; I felt like nothing could possibly hurt me while I sat in a bright purple train. And nothing did hurt me.
For the rest of the day, I focused on staying awake to minimize my jetlag. I was quite excited to be here, but it turns out that the body’s need for sleep overpowers adrenaline. After drifting in and out of sleep all day, I feel asleep instantly once I lay down and turned out the light.